Bloberta, Clay and others in “Grounded”

Bloberta

Good afternoon.

Clay

Oh, yeah? What's so afternoon about it?

Bloberta

Well, it's 4:30 P.M. What kind of an example is that for your son?

Clay

Don't worry about Orel, he's fine! A chip off the 'ol block, out of my flesh and... [he opens the door to the bathroom to find, to his utter horror, Orel bathing in the blood of his friends, who are standing around with knives and other sharp things.] ...blood?

Orel

Oh, hi, dad. Pretty great, huh?

Clay

No! It's not great!

Orel

But, I was just trying to do what you said.

Clay

For the millionth time, whatever I said, I didn't mean this! Young man, I'll see you in my study!